The corner of Oliver's lips wiped a smile as he turned back to look at Doctor Lucas."Doctor Lucas, do you understand it now? Your 2 or 3 million is worthless in my eyes, and I'm not willing to sell anything, so please don't force me." He spoke in a cold voice.Ynes shook her head lightly."He's not just a live son-in-law, as I have assumed, but a smart guy." She mutteredIrene also kept staring at Oliver in amazement; she didn't expect him to be tougher than she expected, even the famous Lucas Stone was begging to learn from him.Doctor Lucas forced a smile out of embarrassment and nodded.He left after he was done, just like Marcus, Elaine, and Irene. It was now left with only Megan and Ynes."Oliver I'll go and get the room upstairs arranged for you. Doctor Megan is already your friend, so you two can have a chat while I go and get everything arranged."Oliver nodded with a smile.After Ynes had left, Oliver turned to Megan and scanned her from top to bottom."Doctor Megan, it's be
Megan bit her lip; she didn't dare look Oliver in the eye."Well, I also came because of the acupuncture of hell method that you used, and even though I know you're not ready to teach it to anyone, I'm willing to give you each and every penny Miss Larkin will pay.""I don't need the method because I want to make money out of it, but I can use it to save the lives of other people."Oliver chuckled lightly; he had already guessed that Megan was going to talk about the acupuncture of hell."Ok." He replied shortly.Megan raised her head to look at him."Ok? Does that mean you've agreed?" She quicklyOliver nodded. "Of course I'm going to teach you, and for the money you're willing to pay, you should keep it. I don't need the money; it's the payment for your hard work, so keep it."Megan's eyes lit up, "Oliver, you're really willing to teach me for free without taking a penny?" She asked in an amazed tone."Yes, I'll teach you without any money, but I need something from you before." He
"Doctor Megan, what are you doing in his room?" Donovan asked with a frown."How is that your problem? Why are you looking for me?" Megan's voice turned cold.Donovan laughed, "You know pretty well that I like you, and I've been trying to get closer to you, but you always reject me. How can you be in the room of someone who came here?""You're even in pyjamas; don't tell me you both were about to have sex." Donovan addedOliver frowned deeply upon hearing what he said, but he was still quiet."Donovan I'm not a kid, so how does it bother you if I'm here for sex?" She asked, looking angry.Donovan chuckled as he sized Oliver from up to down."Look at him; what's so interesting about him? His clothes look cheap; do you think there's something proper he can offer to you?" He asked"Megan." He called out as he walked towards her. "The Larkin family is one of the biggest families here; is it money or something else that I can't provide for you? I can even ask my dad, and he will build yo
As Oliver stepped into the dining room, he was met with the sight of a grand and elegant room. The long dining table was covered in a pristine white tablecloth, and there were fine china plates, crystal glasses, and silverware sets.The table is adorned with a feast of dishes, including a roasted turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, cranberry sauce, and various vegetables.At the head of the table sat a regal-looking elderly woman with silver hair; she was the matriarch of the Larkin family whom Oliver had saved yesterday night, Grandma Larkin. She was sitting on a high-backed chair with a cushioned seat, and her presence commanded respect.She was looking completely different from yesterday, all thanks to Oliver's "acupuncture of hell" method.Next to her was Uncle Marcus, the eldest son of the Larkin family. Sitting across from Uncle Marcus was Elaine, his wife, followed by their two children, Irene and Donovan, before Doctor Megan.Around the room, there were several servants
"But mom, this amount is too much; since he's not working, why don't we give him a job? He could be a cleaner in one of our hotels or a security guard." Marcus said"What?" Ynes angrily slammed the table. "Uncle, what do you mean by saying he should become a cleaner? You're asking my friend to become a cleaner even after saving Grandma?" She looked furious.Elaine, who was sitting quietly and enjoying the scene, winked at Irene. "Are you going to sit quietly and watch her speak rudely to your dad?" She whispered Hearing this, Irene frowned and also slammed the table facing Ynes. She had the same height as Ynes but was not as beautiful as her."Ynes, do you think you can disrespect my dad because of your so-called friend here? Dad is the eldest here, and you should shut up when he's talking; after all, he's more important than your deceased, useless dad." She saidElaine nodded in approval as a smile appeared on her face.Ynes suddenly lost her temper. She slammed her hands down on
Please leave your comments after reading.Asking this, everyone rolled their eyes to look at Oliver and Megan, who were enjoying their meal."What?" Megan's heart thumped upon hearing Donovan's question and also seeing that all eyes were now on her.She cleared her throat and said, "Actually, I went to see Oliver yesterday to learn how to remove the needles when Grandma Larkin woke up.""Yes, Megan actually informed me that Oliver taught her how to remove the needles." Ynes also addedDonovan looked furious at that moment; he had wanted to embarrass both Oliver and Megan so he could use that advantage to get her, but his plan didn't go out smoothly.Oliver placed the spoon he was holding on the table."Donovan, why were you looking for Doctor Megan at such a late hour yesterday?" He also askedOnce again, all eyes rolled, but this time they fell on Donovan as they all demanded an answer."Uhm, actually….l.. was... I wasn't feeling well yesterday so I had to go and look for her." He
Mr. Marcus's smile faded, replaced by a look of anger. "Don't be foolish, Doctor," he said. "You don't understand who you're dealing with. I am the eldest master of the Larkin family, and I can make your life very difficult if I want to."Dr. Megan felt a chill run down her spine. She knew that the Larkin family was one of the most powerful and dangerous families in the city, and she didn't want to get on their bad side.But she also knew that she couldn't compromise her principles. "I'm sorry, Mr. Marcus," she said, her voice firm. "But I cannot marry your son, no matter how much money you offer because I have no feelings for him."Marcus's face grew red with anger. "Very well," he said, his voice cold. "But don't come crying to me when you lose your job.""Thank you for your words. I'll take my leave now." Megan walked out after that.Right after he walked out of the room, Donovan, who was also hiding beside the wardrobe, came out with an angry and sad expression on his face.He had
Meanwhile, in a dimly lit room in an unknown location, a man in a dark suit was seated in a high chair with his legs crossed. His face couldn't be seen clearly because of how dark the room was. His shadow reflection was on the wall. Beside him were twenty men—ten on his left and another ten on his right. They all had guns in their hands. Just then, a lady wearing a blue mask with the letter V written on it opened the door and walked into the dark room.Her dress was a sleek, form-fitting number in a deep shade of midnight blue. The fabric was made of a smooth, cool material that seemed to repel warmth rather than retain it. The neckline was high and fitted, covering her throat like a shield. The sleeves were long and tight, stretching down to her wrists like a second skin. There were no adornments or embellishments to be found, only a subtle seam that ran down the center of the dress. The overall effect was one of austere elegance, like the dress was a weapon in its own right.As she
As Vespera moved towards the car, she turned back to address her team, her expression steely."Before we head out, clean up these bodies," she instructed, her voice firm. "Make sure there’s no trace left behind. I don’t want any sign of this incident here."One of the guards stepped forward, nodding but looking at the black van parked nearby. "And the vehicle, ma’am? What do we do with it?”Vespera smirked, a hint of dark amusement in her eyes. "We’ll handle that too. Have it rebranded, stripped of any identifiers. Once it’s ready, it’ll be delivered to the local orphanage as a donation. They could use a decent vehicle more than these fools ever could."The guard’s mouth curled into a knowing smile as he nodded. "Understood, ma’am. We’ll get it done."The team moved quickly, setting about their tasks with military precision. Two guards began gathering the bodies, making sure every detail was accounted for, while others turned their attention to wiping down the van and removing any wea
Grimacing with agony, the man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, struggling to endure the searing pain that radiated from his wounded thigh. Each breath was a struggle. With a steely glint in her eyes, Vespera withdrew the gun from the man's lips and aimed it at his knee with chilling precision. Without a moment's hesitation, she pulled the trigger, the deafening boom of the gunshot reverberating through the air as a bullet tore through the man's knee, shattering bone and tissue with brutal force. The man's scream echoed through the night, his body wracked with agony as he collapsed to the ground, his shattered knee rendering him utterly helpless before Vespera's merciless interrogation. "Where's the address?" Vespera demanded once more, her voice cold. Gulping hard, the man's eyes darted nervously as he struggled to compose himself through the haze of pain and fear. Finally, with a shaky breath, he spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. "The address... it's..." he
Dear readers I haven't ended it, there'll be chapters soon, due to certain issues haven't been able to continue, would do.
As they continued to discuss their strategy, a sudden sense of unease washed over one of the men. He stiffened, his eyes darting around the van as if searching for an unseen threat."Hey, did you guys see that?" he whispered urgently, his voice laced with alarm.The other men glanced at him, their expressions puzzled. "See what?" one of them asked, his brow furrowing in confusion."I saw something move," the man insisted, his voice rising with panic. "It was like lightning, but I couldn't see anyone.”His words hung in the air, the silence that followed thick with tension. The other men exchanged wary glances, their nerves on edge as they scanned their surroundings for any sign of danger."Maybe you're just imagining things," one of them suggested, trying to quell the rising sense of fear.But the man shook his head adamantly. "No, I'm telling you, something's not right. We need to be on high alert.”"Come on, nothing will happen," one of the men scoffed, trying to quell the rising te
They waited for many hours, the anticipation building as the darkness of evening enveloped the surroundings. Some of the men had even drifted off to sleep inside the van when suddenly, one of them spotted Garcia's car approaching."Hey, Garcia is already coming in, let's get ready," he exclaimed, shaking his comrades awake.With renewed alertness, the men peered out of the van, their eyes fixated on Garcia's car as it pulled up to the entrance. Inside the car, Vespera remained composed, her keen assassin instincts guiding her observations.Seeing a parked car nearby, Vespera assessed the situation with a practiced eye. There were no signs of prolonged parking, indicating that the vehicle was likely there for a specific purpose. With a subtle smile, she continued driving into the estate.As Garcia and Logan disembarked from the car, Vespera stayed behind, maintaining her vigilance. Garcia glanced back at her with a frown, questioning her hesitation."Why are you standing there, Vespera
Oliver's expression was stern as he listened to Arshad's fear-filled plea. He knew that Arshad had brought this predicament upon himself by attempting to carry out the contract on his life. When Arshad spoke of his fear for his life, Oliver's response was cold and pragmatic."Protecting yourself is up to you and not me," he said, his tone firm and unyielding. "You got yourself into useless problems, and now you must find a way out. Don't expect me to protect you. You have your own men; use them to find a solution.”With those words, Oliver ended the call abruptly, hanging up the phone. As Oliver hung up the phone, Zelda looked at him with concern in her eyes. "Hubby, is everything alright? Anything wrong?" she asked, sensing that the call might have been troubling.Oliver smiled warmly at her, his features softening. He leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips, a gesture meant to reassure her. "Don't worry, everything is fine," he said, his tone calm and soothing. "Just a mi
Mentioning Oliver brought a flood of memories rushing back to Logan's mind—nights spent together, whispered conversations, and shared moments of intimacy. A bittersweet smile tugged at her lips as she pondered the complexities of their relationship."How I wished I could have carried the children of such a great man," Logan sighed softly, her thoughts drifting to what could have been. "But it didn't work out that way.”After she was done dressing, Logan descended the stairs and entered the living room, where Garcia Storm awaited her, seated elegantly on the sofa.Upon seeing Logan, Garcia rose with a warm smile, her eyes brightening at the sight of her companion. "How are you, my dear?" she inquired, her concern evident in her gentle tone.Logan nodded respectfully. "I'm fine, ma'am," she replied. "Have you taken your medications?”Garcia nodded affirmatively. "Of course, I have," she chuckled softly. "You would not let me rest if I didn't, so I always do."Taking Garcia's hands in he
He paused, locking eyes with Lauren as he continued, his words cutting through the tension like a knife. "Listen, Detective. No man born of a woman, no minor deity existing on this earth, has the power to stand in front of Oliver Storm for even a minute. The bullet that can kill me hasn't been manufactured, and the weapon that can harm me hasn't been forged.”Oliver's gaze pierced through Lauren, his voice resonating with a chilling authority as he continued his proclamation of dominance."I am the harbinger of destruction, the architect of fate," he declared, his words carrying the weight of absolute certainty. "I am the tempest unleashed, the unyielding force that bends the very fabric of reality to my will.”A sense of awe washed over those present, their breath caught in their throats as they bore witness to Oliver's unbridled power. In his presence, they felt small and insignificant, mere mortals standing before a titan among men.Oliver's eyes bore into Lauren's, a glint of unde
As Lauren reached out to touch Oliver, her hand trembling slightly with anticipation, she could feel a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. The tension in the air was palpable as she made contact with him.Suddenly, a jolt shot through her body like an electric shock, causing her to gasp in pain. Ahhh!” Her muscles tensed, and she let out a loud scream as the force threw her backward with incredible strength.The sensation was overwhelming, as if a powerful energy had enveloped her, lifting her off her feet throwing her through the air. The impact was brutal as she collided with one of the tables at the back, shattering it into pieces upon impact.Pain radiated through her body as she lay amidst the wreckage, dazed and disoriented."Wow!" Sophia clapped, breaking the stunned silence that had settled over the place. Lauren was the one who touched Oliver, yet she was the affected one. Everyone, including Geronimo, was stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief. Oliver, however,